inside his heart and he reached down and kissed the top of her head. He tightened his arms around her and just held her. With his mouth close to her ear he whispered, "Cry it out, Darlin'. I've got you and I'll keep you safe. It's all over now and you're forgiven. We're back on level ground again and everything's good. You're safe here. Take your time. Calm down, darlin'."
He kept those soft comforting words flowing next to her ear and his strong arms tightly surrounding her, hoping to calm her down.
His words did something to her, but it wasn't exactly calming. She was confused. She was so angry during the spanking that she should be scratching, clawing and biting right now. But she wasn't. She was so sore and so embarrassed that she should hate him with every fiber in her body. But she didn't. She was so appalled at his high handedness that she should be screaming at the top of her lungs and making a beeline back to the ranch and calling the sheriff. But she wasn't.
So why wasn 't she? Why did it feel good sitting here cuddled up against his chest? Why did his arms feel good embracing her and holding her tight? Why did she feel so safe and content sitting here? She was still trying to answer at least one of those questions when he broke the silence.
" Darlin', I think we need to talk a few minutes. Are you okay with that?"
She 'd screamed so much during the spanking she didn't think she even had a voice left, but she nodded and thankfully, that seemed good enough for him.
" Good. First off I want to answer the question you asked me before the spanking. You insinuated that my spanking you is treating you like a child. It's not and I want to explain that to you. That first reminder was my way of telling you to watch your language. Your sarcasm and attitude earned you the full spanking." He looked at her seriously as he said, "And you better take me seriously, Sam, about not coming here without me. You will be spanked again if you come here alone. Do you understand?"
Sam studied him several moments. "You're serious, aren't you?"
" I am. Sam, we need to talk about this now, before you get moved in."
She didn 't make any effort to get up and leave, which was a positive sign. She was looking down, though, not up at him, but he could tell her face was flushed.
" Sam, first of all let me tell you that if you're embarrassed, you have no reason to be. Not around me. You may not believe me now, but again, as you get to know me better you'll start to believe me when I tell you things like that."
He didn 't get a response, but he didn't expect one, either. He went on. "You need to know, before we go any further with your employment and you move into the guesthouse, that I firmly believe in spanking."
She looked up at him, almost asking for an explanation.
"I was brought up to respect and protect females. When I meet a young lady I care about, I automatically feel protective of her. Because of that, I need to be sure she listens to what I say when I'm trying to protect her from something. Especially out here on my ranch where there are definitely things that can hurt her. When she doesn't listen, I've found that a spanking is very effective. It's a quick way to get her attention and let her know I'm not happy with what she did or is doing. It gets my point across, leaves a lasting impression, but is over with quickly." He grinned a bit as he admitted, "Except for the lasting impression. But that serves as a reminder."
" Are you saying that you would consider doing this to me again?"
" No, I'm not saying I would consider it. I'm saying that if you're working for me and you go against my rules, you can count on getting a spanking. Occasionally you may receive a simple reminder like you got earlier, a couple swats over your jeans to remind you to watch your language or some such thing, but for breaking a more serious rule you will
He kept those soft comforting words flowing next to her ear and his strong arms tightly surrounding her, hoping to calm her down.
His words did something to her, but it wasn't exactly calming. She was confused. She was so angry during the spanking that she should be scratching, clawing and biting right now. But she wasn't. She was so sore and so embarrassed that she should hate him with every fiber in her body. But she didn't. She was so appalled at his high handedness that she should be screaming at the top of her lungs and making a beeline back to the ranch and calling the sheriff. But she wasn't.
So why wasn 't she? Why did it feel good sitting here cuddled up against his chest? Why did his arms feel good embracing her and holding her tight? Why did she feel so safe and content sitting here? She was still trying to answer at least one of those questions when he broke the silence.
" Darlin', I think we need to talk a few minutes. Are you okay with that?"
She 'd screamed so much during the spanking she didn't think she even had a voice left, but she nodded and thankfully, that seemed good enough for him.
" Good. First off I want to answer the question you asked me before the spanking. You insinuated that my spanking you is treating you like a child. It's not and I want to explain that to you. That first reminder was my way of telling you to watch your language. Your sarcasm and attitude earned you the full spanking." He looked at her seriously as he said, "And you better take me seriously, Sam, about not coming here without me. You will be spanked again if you come here alone. Do you understand?"
Sam studied him several moments. "You're serious, aren't you?"
" I am. Sam, we need to talk about this now, before you get moved in."
She didn 't make any effort to get up and leave, which was a positive sign. She was looking down, though, not up at him, but he could tell her face was flushed.
" Sam, first of all let me tell you that if you're embarrassed, you have no reason to be. Not around me. You may not believe me now, but again, as you get to know me better you'll start to believe me when I tell you things like that."
He didn 't get a response, but he didn't expect one, either. He went on. "You need to know, before we go any further with your employment and you move into the guesthouse, that I firmly believe in spanking."
She looked up at him, almost asking for an explanation.
"I was brought up to respect and protect females. When I meet a young lady I care about, I automatically feel protective of her. Because of that, I need to be sure she listens to what I say when I'm trying to protect her from something. Especially out here on my ranch where there are definitely things that can hurt her. When she doesn't listen, I've found that a spanking is very effective. It's a quick way to get her attention and let her know I'm not happy with what she did or is doing. It gets my point across, leaves a lasting impression, but is over with quickly." He grinned a bit as he admitted, "Except for the lasting impression. But that serves as a reminder."
" Are you saying that you would consider doing this to me again?"
" No, I'm not saying I would consider it. I'm saying that if you're working for me and you go against my rules, you can count on getting a spanking. Occasionally you may receive a simple reminder like you got earlier, a couple swats over your jeans to remind you to watch your language or some such thing, but for breaking a more serious rule you will
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